CHAPTER 34

The next morning, Irish awakened with sunshine on her face, giving her that perfectly tanned skin shade.

Springing to her feet, she yawned and stretched out her arms. For the first time in months, she felt happy. No, she rather felt fulfilled, perhaps happy was not the word.

A smile crept up her lips, her inner wolf, wagging its tail in excitement of such intimacy with their mate.

"You should do that often with our mate. Our baby's gonna be healthier." Elsa remarked naughtily.

"Don't be naughty Elsa, we should be worried about what Ashley wants to do next. I'm an obvious threat now."

"Might as well snatch our mate from the hands of that witch."

A knock was rasped on the door, disrupting Irish's little conversation with her wolf.

Her chin lifted upward, as she told the person at the door to come in.

Seeing it was Nora, Irish came down from the bed, sliding her legs into the flip-flops.

"Nora, how are you?"

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